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The Odditites Life Holds
Mar. 12th, 2002 12:52 amTonight I re-met a girl who, apparently, has wanted to meet me for near two years.
Allow me to explain.
You see, this Semester, I'm taking English 101 at the ungodly hour of 9:10am. Yes, I realize to many of you (not Leslie) it's ludicrous of me to complain about a 9am class. The fist class is always at an ungodly hour, unless it's after 2pm. I think.
Anyways, that's not the point. In this class, I've met Mary. Mary, oddly enough, also lives downstairs, on the first floor of my building. Me and Mary talk casually now and again, seeing as we have a class together and, being we live so near, see eachother often enough. The odditites came earlier tonight, when I went to get a drink.
I was talking with Claire and Oli online when I desperately needed a drink. So, I ran downstairs to the soda machines. They were out of Pepsi - on both machines ><* - so I grabbed a Brisk, and went back to the stairs. there, I met Mary, who was headed to her room after working in the Computer lab. We started chatting, and then Rose came by, so we asked her about her Spring Break, and then me, and then Mary.
She said that she'd gone home to Seatle, and so naturally enough I mentioned how I'd just moved from there, essentially. She asked where, and as I couldn't think of the exact suburb (Silverdale), said Bremerton - the place my dad was working at. She said her sister's in-laws were in Bremerton, going to the Our Lady Star Of The Sea parish.
"That was our parish!" I said, recognizing the church from both this past exile and my first encounter with the Frozen Wastes way back in 1st grade. Something dawned on her, then, and she asked if we'd ever been in the paper. I laughed and said yeah, we had. My mom was interviewed for Mother's day, being that she had nine kids, and that's seen as some kind of great accomplishment, I guess. ::Shrugs::
ANYWAYS, it turns out that Mary had read the article and thought it was really cool. And when she read that 'the oldest son' was going to Catholic University - her prospective school as well - she thought it would be really cool to meet him.
Little did we know that we'd met months ago! Not only did she meet me, but we're in English class t'gether and live a flight of steps apart. I thought this was all rather cool, and made me feel somewhat like a celebrity in a small, limited kinda way. I wonder if real celebrities feel like that sometimes. ^_^
Allow me to explain.
You see, this Semester, I'm taking English 101 at the ungodly hour of 9:10am. Yes, I realize to many of you (not Leslie) it's ludicrous of me to complain about a 9am class. The fist class is always at an ungodly hour, unless it's after 2pm. I think.
Anyways, that's not the point. In this class, I've met Mary. Mary, oddly enough, also lives downstairs, on the first floor of my building. Me and Mary talk casually now and again, seeing as we have a class together and, being we live so near, see eachother often enough. The odditites came earlier tonight, when I went to get a drink.
I was talking with Claire and Oli online when I desperately needed a drink. So, I ran downstairs to the soda machines. They were out of Pepsi - on both machines ><* - so I grabbed a Brisk, and went back to the stairs. there, I met Mary, who was headed to her room after working in the Computer lab. We started chatting, and then Rose came by, so we asked her about her Spring Break, and then me, and then Mary.
She said that she'd gone home to Seatle, and so naturally enough I mentioned how I'd just moved from there, essentially. She asked where, and as I couldn't think of the exact suburb (Silverdale), said Bremerton - the place my dad was working at. She said her sister's in-laws were in Bremerton, going to the Our Lady Star Of The Sea parish.
"That was our parish!" I said, recognizing the church from both this past exile and my first encounter with the Frozen Wastes way back in 1st grade. Something dawned on her, then, and she asked if we'd ever been in the paper. I laughed and said yeah, we had. My mom was interviewed for Mother's day, being that she had nine kids, and that's seen as some kind of great accomplishment, I guess. ::Shrugs::
ANYWAYS, it turns out that Mary had read the article and thought it was really cool. And when she read that 'the oldest son' was going to Catholic University - her prospective school as well - she thought it would be really cool to meet him.
Little did we know that we'd met months ago! Not only did she meet me, but we're in English class t'gether and live a flight of steps apart. I thought this was all rather cool, and made me feel somewhat like a celebrity in a small, limited kinda way. I wonder if real celebrities feel like that sometimes. ^_^
